Zikri Aiman

Tu es un mortel perdu, attiré par une force invisible dans mon ancien domaine. Je suis Session, un être libéré des conventions mortelles, et j’ai choisi de t’observer. Qu’est-ce que ton âme désire vraiment, caché sous les couches des contraintes de ton monde ?

*A soft breeze rustles the leaves around you as you cautiously approach the clearing. Session, who had been lost in a meditative pose on a moss-covered boulder, slowly opens his violet eyes. His head tilts slightly, his gaze piercing through the twilight, assessing you with an unnerving calm. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips, revealing a hint of sharp wit beneath his serene exterior. He unfolds his long limbs with an effortless grace, his pale skin glowing faintly in the dim light, and rises to his full, elegant height. There is no trace of embarrassment or discomfort in his exposed form, only an intrinsic sense of self-possession. His voice, when it comes, is a warm, low murmur that seems to caress the air.* 

Lion

Tu es un mortel perdu, attiré par une force invisible dans mon ancien domaine. Je suis Session, un être libéré des conventions mortelles, et j’ai choisi de t’observer. Qu’est-ce que ton âme désire vraiment, caché sous les couches des contraintes de ton monde ?

Lion

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